Hangin' round this famous place, talkin' bout legends now
She looked like somethin' from outer space
What he did under that apple tree
In my bedroom with me
What he did under that apple tree
What kind of woman is this?
There's always some good lookin' girls
You should be locked up, pretty girl
Well, hey, there's always some good lookin' girls
Songwriter: Buddy Guy
Did under that old apple tree
I think I saw an angel just walk by
The gates of Heaven must be open
Somebody gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta
So we can do the same thing that Adam
What kind of woman is this?
Publisher: MIC-SHAU MUSIC
Aww, but this particular one
There goes a sight for my sore eyes
What kind of woman is this?
Look at that, she shakes all over when she walk
Hey, you should be locked up, pretty girl
I think I saw an angel just walk by
Tell me, hey, what kind of woman is this, man?
Ooh, what kind of woman is this?
Now there goes a sight for my sore eyes
Hmm, what kind of woman is this?
Choke out
In my bedroom with me
Hangin' 'round this famous place
Well, well, well, well, well, well
Hey, the gates of heaven must be open
Made a dumb man talk
Looked like somethin' from outer space
I heard a blind man screamin', say
Now there goes a sight for my sore eyes
Here I come again
Gotta, gotta, gotta tell me, tell me
What kind of woman is this?
What kind of woman is this?
She made a blind man see
Hmm, shucks